In the endless hustle and bustle, Ying Wuxia stands tall, lonely and cold, just like the air on the top of the snow peak, fresh and cold.

Her figure is like a lonely cold pine, standing proudly in the wind and rain, fearless.

Her eyes are deep, like a frozen lake in winter, cold and deep, reflecting the life, death and sorrow of the world.

The armor on his body was cold, hard and smooth, like the frozen moonlight, reflecting the cold light. Each piece of armor was like a carefully polished ice blade, the cold light flickered, making people dare not look directly.

Her long hair is draped over her shoulders, as soft as iron, as black as the late night sky, cold and mysterious.

The long sword in her hand is her soul and her belief. The blade of the sword shines in the sun, and the direction the sword tip points in seems to declare her unyieldingness and pride.

Her steps, although steady, are still agile, just like the cold wind in winter, cold and free.

She is independent among the crowd, her figure is lonely and tenacious. Her eyes are full of perseverance and determination, as if telling the world that she is not afraid of any challenges or hardships.

She is so beautiful and cold, like a cold mountain peak, standing at the top of the world. Her existence is like a unique landscape that no one can ignore.

She uses her sword as a pen and her body as paper, and uses her loneliness and coldness to depict her truest self.

She is so beautiful and cold, like a cold ice lake, deep and cold. Her existence is like an unfinished poem, which is irresistible.

She sings with her sword, dances with her body, and interprets the true meaning of life with her pride and loneliness.

In the past, many people only knew that Ying Wuxia was a genius, but they didn't know what Ying Wuxia's character was like.

Today, they saw it.

For Ling Xiao, Ying Wuxia directly destroyed Wang Yanqing. If it weren't for Ling Xiao, Ying Wuxia might even kill Wang Yanqing directly.

Only then did people realize that the relationship between Ying Wuxia and Ling Xiao was anything but ordinary. It was impossible for an ordinary friend to reach this level.

"Sixth Princess, this is too much!"

Lin Fan frowned, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"Pass?"

Ying Wuxia looked at Lin Fan, pointing his sword in the distance: "I think it's not enough! His stupidity caused the Zhan Zhan Academy to miss a genius.

And you could have made amends.

But you gave up the future of the Zhan Zhan College for such a waste.

You will regret this!"

Lin Fan looked ugly. He was afraid of regrets, so he wanted to kill Ling Xiao, so that he wouldn't have to regret anything.

But he failed.

Now, the situation is a bit troublesome.

"Also..., he is the man that I, Ying Wuxia, like, and you actually want to kill him, how brave you are!"

Ying Wuxia's voice suddenly became louder and swept towards Lin Fan like a strong wind in summer.

Lin Fan frowned slightly: "Sixth Princess!"

"Stop talking nonsense and take out your weapons, lest others say I bully you!"

Ying Wuxia shouted sharply.

Lin Fan didn't want to fight Ying Wuxia.

But at this time, he had no choice. Ying Wuxia's long sword had already condensed a terrifying sword light.

Ying Wuxia's sword, just like her person, is cold and tough, cutting through the night sky like a meteor, moving forward indomitably.

Her hand holding the sword suddenly became tense, as if facing a formidable enemy, and a powerful force instantly gathered at the tip of the sword. She opened her eyes sharply, and the tip of the sword instantly cut through the silence in the air, and as dark clouds covered the moon,

The sound that broke through the sky was like the roar of a dragon.

The sword energy was like a discharged cannonball, piercing the night and tearing apart the target instantly.

At that moment, the power released by the sword energy seemed to stop time. The wind in the air seemed to be pulled by this force, making a buzzing vibration. Under the aftermath of the sword energy, the surrounding vegetation seemed to be swept by a strong wind, and their heads bowed.

First, the leaves are falling like rain.

Ying Wuxia's figure looks even more lonely in the morning sun. His sword skills are like meteors in the night sky, short and dazzling. The release of sword energy is like the climax of the poem, making people's blood boil.

Bang!

Lin Fan tried his best to resist.

But he was still repulsed!

He rushed out dozens of meters away, with a look of shock in his eyes.

"You...this is the state of power! Your skill level has reached such a terrifying level!"

Lin Fan was stunned.

In the Qin State, being able to elevate one's skills to the level of unity is already the top level.

The so-called integration of mind, body and skills.

But unexpectedly, Ying Wuxia had already reached the state of power.

Having understood the power of the sword, the sword just now was not only the power of the sword move, but also relied on the power of heaven and earth.

This is too scary.

How old is Ying Wuxia? She is only sixteen years old!

This level of skill has actually surpassed the top level of Qin.

This level was only seen when the Qin State was at its most powerful. It is simply impossible for the Qin State today.

Lin Fan's face looked extremely ugly.

The realm of potential may not be a big deal in the entire Jinzhou.

But in the Qin State, reaching the state of power at the age of sixteen is really outrageous.

In the Qin State today, no one can match it.

If there is anyone who can compare with Ying Wuxia, it is the top geniuses in the main academy.

"Sixth Princess, calm down, let me elaborate on this matter..."

Lin Fan said anxiously.

Ying Wuxia cannot be provoked!

Definitely not to be messed with!

Not because of her status as the Sixth Princess, but because of her other terrifying status. Not to mention him, not even the dean would dare to provoke her.

If you can't afford it, you just can't afford it.

"Stop talking nonsense, if you don't die after three moves from me, I will spare you!"

Ying Wuxia snorted coldly and stabbed out with his sword again.

This sword is faster and more domineering.

It can be clearly felt that the power of heaven and earth is integrated into the sword technique, creating an extremely domineering sword energy.

"In that case, I'm offended!"

Lin Fan was also a little annoyed.

Although Ying Wuxia is a genius, and although Ying Wuxia's skills have reached the realm of potential, Lin Fan is not a fool either.

In the cold voice, Lin Fan raised his hand, and a Yan Yue sword appeared in his hand.

"Storage ring, the vice-dean just took out the sword from the storage ring."

Many people exclaimed.

Looking at the entire Qin State, there are very few warriors with storage space.

Lin Fan, as the vice president of the Zhan Zhan Academy, indeed had one.

"kill!"

The sword in Lin Fan's hand was slashed out, and the entire sky seemed to be enveloped in a murderous atmosphere.

The heavy sword seemed to turn into a living dragon when held in the hands of the warrior. Its blade shone in the sunlight, exuding a cold murderous aura.

When waving, it is like playing a magnificent piece of music, and the soul-stirring power is impossible to ignore.

This blow was like a bolt of lightning, piercing the air and rushing forward with an irresistible force.
Chapter completed!